Best Capitalistic Poems
It is human nature to hate him whom you have injured. ~Tacitus
as children
we looked past the world’s artificial trappings
the ravelment of doctrines
and the glaring capitalistic displays
the only criteria was that we’re friends
growing up
the world we inhabited
shrank as we embraced
the rules of others
to fit in
adulthood
meant that we
overrode innate compassion for others
paramount concern
belonging to the right group
often at the expense of many others
leaving a particular religious group
would lead to shunning
even death
lost in this Troxler effect
we have ultimately lost the ability to discern human value
we’re set in our ways
our value compass
eventually deliquesced as it decomposed
like a corpse
how did we become so jaundiced in our outlook
it is obvious
we hate the ones we have wronged
forgiving ourselves is only path to redemption
14 June 2021
A psychologist is a person who decided to spend a lot of money,
To recieve a piece of paper that says they know everything about me.
Sure I'll talk, but they won't listen for anything but a hint,
Of reason to recommend a psychiatrist to deal me another script.
Psychiatrists are glorified drug dealers hired by Pfizer and their friends,
Who experiment with legal crack and meth to try and make the suffering end.
I studied the mind as well in school, recieving awards and honors,
And learned that western medicine is but a corrupt business at its core.
Psychiatric doctors convincing customers that their minds aren't right,
Ignoring the syndrome of society and its environmental plight.
Pills are but a capitalistic product of this terrible medical field,
When plants can cure what ails us with each season's yield.
I studied government as well in school, recieving awards and honors,
Learning that one reason pot's still illegal is because idiots deny it as a cure.
Sitting in school eight hours a day for eighteen years,
Is what an IBM machine is for, which won't be robbed of human cheer.
Four years of pretending degrees will reward us for our studies,
Left us indebted to unpayable loans and jobs whose minimum pay is cruddy.
So if you want to think my problems stem from a disease inside my brain,
Keep ignoring the economic ties and lies that are making me insane.
What is truth's pure golden nugget?
A debt-free real balanced budget!
The concept is known
But history has shown
Great figures know how to fudge it
Author's note: The right wing wants to pilfer nature's bounty and destroy the natural balance to make us rich because god says it's OK. The left wing wants to do the same--only more slowly and without god. In the end, capitalistic greed is the real evil because it is taking us to a critical point of no return. We really need to stop using smoke and mirrors and do an honest accounting.
I've been watching these two groups lately,
Left and right & all those between.
Where resolutions appear adrift or absent,
And legislation became downright mean.
The battling and the bickering, seems to be
Creating fear all along to blame.
While moderation and discourse through debate,
Has fallen painfully, only to face shame.
As this nationalism is bantered about,
Extolling the revered, capitalistic way
Only to 'trash talk' anything socialistic,
As if the demonic would come out to play.
And forget anything of a brave new world,
As globalization is fought and ignored.
Because that one world government might
Loom closer to some, & we know how that's deplored.
Yet we have also witnessed a dismal harvest,
When seeds of distrust finally bore their fruit.
While some felt it added to our greatness,
More saw only failure that was absolute.
Since our greatness isn't defined by the irrational,
Its definition lies with opportunity & equal chance.
So as we feed on our roots of diversity & fairness,
Our growth will be the fuel to romance.
A preening promiscuous princess posed as "Penelope Prude."
With her poodle and parasol; well-perfumed, on Pine Street she stood.
A pompous pilfering pimp with a pink-painted poodle passed by.
He paused, popped his eyes, then approached while plotting to pounce and ply
the princess with persimmons and pearls, prepared to profit from her,
but Penelope quipped, “Poppycock! I’m a capitalistic entrepreneur!”
For john freeman's "Alliteration Poems Please Poetry Contest"
God Is
God is not confused
God is not amused
God is not impressed
God does not watch commercials
God is not the target demographic
God does not buy name brand clothes or slave labor labels
God is not stylish
God is not popular
spoken of often but
God is not popular
God
Currently has multiple copyright infringement and slander cases in litigation
‘cause people keep on placing his name in the middle of nonsense
God is often imitated and killed daily
God finds your insanity boring
God laughs at what you think you know
God know you don’t know her
God ignores posers
Your ego slashed God’s tires
God is all dressed up with nowhere to go
God is the greatest dancer you’ve never seen
God is a beautiful wallflower
Waiting on your call
Dios no hablo ingles
God is against comprehensive immigration reform
God is also against borders
and inequitable sociopolitical and socioeconomic policies
God is not capitalistic
God is not patriotic
God is not contemporary
God is not cosmopolitan
God is a Sunda(zed) effigy
the Author rendered understudy by impostors
Perfection red lined and compartmentalized
Prepackaged for your comfort and their control
God is not a GMO
God is not a seedless watermelon
or a perfectly yellow and uniform bunch of bananas
God is not a Li-ger
God is not a Kentucky Fried Chicken wing
God is not at Chick Fil-A or Church’s chicken either
God is not a contradiction or a fictional promise
God is waiting at the end of our grey wavering
God is not one of us
God is the true and living absolute
God is love unequivocal
the binary promise
the timeless omni-dimensional logic appearing illogical to the finite senses
God is exact and infinite
the mystery in which there is no intrigue
the balance in deed rendering speech meaningless
God is beyond question or renegotiation
God never whatever
God ever forever
The bearer of the standard that I strive to stand upon
The principle to which I wish to nearer draw
The here to there
The this to that
The then now and ever in an instant
The all in all in which it all makes sense
the destination
the road itself
and the motivation to keep on walking
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there are 2 blank cards
in the angel card deck so
today I'm "depressed"
for this to be the
best country in the whole world
today it looks sad
just happy that I
was a member of the age
of Aquarius
our best hour was
revolution of 60's
created big change
now elephants rule
just capitalistic pigs
love hear themselves squeal
France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
New World colonization,
territorial domination
Main strategic objective to be made:
land acquired by war,
or expansion thru peace by trade
All three needed native allies
They smoked the peace pipe;
puffing part truth, puffing part lies
Then swore on the ancient totems,
said they wanted to go where the eagle flies
France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
They had the same common interest —
European superiority,
whose destiny needed to be made manifest
Although they fought one another,
they thought the same capitalistic way,
therefore they were blood brothers
The New World had so much natural largesse,
so many rich, uncharted regions which
Merchant explorers wanted to claim and possess
France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
They planted their flags,
and gave the Western hemisphere
an Italian name
North and South America
got divided up
in the three nation poker game
Everyone knows that history
is written by the victors
And posterity
tosses the vanquished to the wind
All of the holy prophets declare:
the rise of man’s last great kingdom
is the beginning of the end
France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
Conquerors who coveted with no shame
But the justice of God is not blind ...
Search the Scriptures and you will find,
God’s final judgment
was declared before the foundation of time
Thus it is written:
The Spirit Horsemen of the Apocalypse
are four of a kind
Prized Possession
When was it that society and religion
Became so afraid of the sexuality of women
Or was it just men who became afraid
Trapping and turning beauty into ***********
To suit the idealism of a capitalistic
Ideology
Made women its prized possession
There was once spiritual prowess in her nakedness
Once long ago
The symbol of womb and breast
Gave birth to life
And a possession was once the sexual expression
Of both women and men
Connecting
Copulating
In an essence of a spiritual unity
Defined by the pleasure both received
In giving to life
So how did sex become a sin
Dirtied by morals
And then sold in a tin
Of instant readily affordable self gratification
When did your own sexuality
Become a commodity
For them to sale
And poor Eve, lead mankind to ruin
And she alone made responsible for the fall from Eden
So shall she pay the price in cultural centuries
Of Christian and Muslim oppression
Such is the weakness of men
That by muscle alone defends them
Such is the weakness of men
That their God must of course; be a man
Such is the weakness of men
That in the face of beauty
It must be their possession
Such is my contempt of those men
Who cannot comprehend
Where their own lives began
And who’s wives and daughter now exists
In a poor excuse for love and worship
Trapping and turning beauty into ***********
To suit the idealism of a capitalistic
Ideology
Made women its prized possession
Inspired by Brandy Megens poem “News at 5”
Black and White Yoyage
Ying and Yang come to mind that wakes up in the morning
Harmony the task for the day and the nights of the soul as
black coffee takes hold with bits of refined white powder
No credit card needed to shoot up the lines just sweetener
Money short as many times but the fangs of depression at
bay in the haven of a polychrome garden paradise around
Abundance mixes genesis and evolution blends the colours
cherishes diversity celebrates similarities holds dear all
the differences which we humans bring to the daily party
On my travels to Spain with bright sun and black secrets
in history memories civil strife and factional fracture
I stumbled into Guernica the painting the scream into hell
No hues no colourant just clarity’s pigment shadows and all
where the white flag of peace had been bombed into dust
with help of Mussolini’s black shirts and fascist brown hue
From a chessboard of aerial precision it was black or white
a foreplay of what was to come in the wars to proceed in
white ashen faces and clean shaven razor blades of demise
Back in South Africa’s so called rainbow nation I have digested
distorted figures of human targets screaming animals shattering
aeroplane parts sending Picasso’s message into the world
Black and white still struggle here overt and covertly where
Apartheid lives on some lives matter more than some others
in a country steam rolled by corruption of capitalistic greed
Coffee in hand and sweet sugar soothing my wake up call
it all seems so powerless when I as a minion of resistance
confide my wish for full colours to the message of love
Ying and Yang leaves no room for aggression no place for
killing fields in the pastures of plenty just whisks and whiffs of
what could become if understood we are all black and white
15th February 2017
The Preamble
By Franklin Price
4/5/2105
Constitution
We the People
In order to form a more perfect Union
Establish justice
Insure domestic tranquility
Provide for the common defense
Promote the general Welfare
Secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves
And our posterity
Do ordain and establish this Constitution
Washington
We in Washington
In order to form a more a more perfect sideshow
Establish ourselves
Insure domestic upheaval
Provide for our sins to defend
Promote the general confusion
Secure the blessings of security to ourselves
And our posterity
Do ordain to ignore the established Constitution
Media
We the media
In order to get much better ratings
Establish recognition
Insure large market share
Provide even questionable news
Promote advertising
Secure capitalistic gains
For all posterity
Do ordain and establish our self importance
Tryouts starring musical prodigies
and/or an attendant conductor
attempt to approach ambient chorus
divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork
heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent nonchalant outlook
piquantly, quintessentially, repertoire sensately striking
unmatched vast wisdom yielding, zephyr air albeit creativity
engineered from groundswell harmony
juxtaposed, kindled, linkedin,
manifesting noteworthy opulent philharmonic recording
transcribing universal veritable webbed wide world.
Wunderkinds yield Ziggurat acme approximated asymptote
bequeathing celestial Doppelganger Earthly emulations
formulating fractal glinting highlighting
ineffable joie de vivre jostling, keen kindling,
la la land legerdemain lifting logic
lording Ludwig (Josef Johann) Wittgenstein.
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Yelping zoological apostle Al affidavit Gore handily
heaping hubristically invocation jolting kickstart measures
nipping nixed noblesse oblige opera
quickening quotidian rapid ruination sans supreme
teetering upended venerated wise with acumen
arithmetical Benoit Mandelbrot
chasing far-fetched ideas
lightyears menacing nihilism purging ogres opportunistically
resplendently ripping revered tankard tipping unstoppably
vanquishing varietal whipsawing wonderful wrapt yawning youngsters
warfare written wrought yanking zestfully crushing environmental family
granting Herculean instant karma
malevolent, opprobrious pronouncement
quiet riot silencing severely tragic ubiquitous vicious wreckage
yikyaks apemen cleft Earth.
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Future foragers denounce capitalistic bamboozlers aggression
zealots wrought trashing quintessential naked kingdoms issue
flotsam coagulates zonal wastelands torquing quality NON
killing habitats Earth bleached yellowed voodoo ruins.
Wealthy thrivers off polarizing put-down strategies
calcify toxic win/lose Capitalization patterns
building up around bicameral governing hearts
of our health-wealth struggling
ebb and flow financial system.
Investment of time and money,
nutrition flowing in established monoculturing directions
tends to stick there,
accumulating ever more fatty tissue,
monopolistic
monotheistic
monotonously chronic issues
of economic heart failure
ensues hardening of political life's
systemic trauma arteries.
More polycultural integrity
of Win/Win co-passion
sustains resonant
ecologically economic enlightenment
and neurologically healthy
resilient political empowerment
where monocultural supremacy,
with stressed-out hardening arteries,
will fail
to optimally thrive,
while sucking in environmental resources
until formerly healthy families
and communities
and species over-consume
and wilt
and fail
faster than our interdependent
systemic healthcare replacement rate.
What do starving and thirsty bio-health systems need from you
with you
of you
through you
to share with you
every nurturing grace we could cooperatively contain?
My answer does not end
with another monotheistic TrumpCard,
or anthro-supremacist
patristic
industrial ballistic
militarized Capitalistic
retributive justice competition.
These are in dynamic opposition
to all reconnecting religious feelings
and thoughts.
Hearts over-flowing with oppositional power-investment
will only further harden current monotheistic death-trends,
traumatically degenerative
EarthCardiac arrest
of panentheistically religious
indigenous
love-life revival.
Like Jesus I'm prophetic,
I've come to set you free
by loving the way
ignorant men cling
to their prejudices
Love you indiscriminate
of right and wrong,
sin and not guilty
Blow your mind utterly
and completely
Bend the human condition
towards reunification
Leave ninety-nine well fed
and go after the one instead.
Through peril and
brim fire, I'll prove
without being preachy,
loving me is all you need
For the freest form of free.
Follow me, and I'll follow you,
we'll turn circles around
revolutionary ideas
sell communists
on capitalistic ideas
Won't stop until
Shangri-la sits smack-dab
in our living room
our front door the pearly gates.
Tempt fate. Let me love you,
instead of requistioning
you to a place you were
already created from and
no matter what decision
you choose
You shall not be banished
in a godless place
Love you in a way that
surpasses understanding.
Place an exit sign in hell,
pull the fire alarm and
send 911 to the rescue.
Tempt fate, let's love religiously,
Connect spiritually
and change the conception
of love's connection.
Agape Redefined